For those of you who have been with me awhile, you are well aware our 3 year old, MiniMac, is a bit of a budding rockstar. A path we are highly encouraging (except for that full drum kit my older brother bought him from Seattle Percussion that resides at Grammy's house...we are not encouraging a full drum kit in our house. Yet.) One of MiniMac's favorite bands is The Eagles. From the playlist to the guy who plays the trumpet (Billy Armstrong) our son loves the music, the songs, and even crazy Joe Walsh who wears a yellow hard hat on stage.
And what may come to be a quintessential moment in our son's life, JohnnyMac bought VIP tickets for us to take Mini to see The Eagles tomorrow night. Yes, we have earphones and I even have a police issue noise reduction sharpshooter headset for him. (Thank you Grandpa.) To say our son is beside himself to go to this concert, well, it is an understatement. I remember the very first concert my parents took me to see: John Cougar Mellencamp. I was 13 and loved every minute of it. Had I been cooler, or able to play the frets like our son has been known to do, perhaps I could have gone a decade earlier. So cheers to great experiences that shape us. When our son grows up we will know if tomorrow night was one of his. And if we needed proof he is a true Eagles fan, here it is. Have a gorgeous weekend. I know we will.